oh crap....

lost the bunch of words i previously wrote......and i'm NOT a writer{not even a competent typist!}....so here goes...again...i have run {hobbled}...ever since i could put 1 foot in front of the other after my accident{at 16}....ran when i was in the cult....ran when i was pregnant{was kinda hard w/first set of twins....impossible w/the 2nd set}....ran during my stint at the wacko ward.....and definitely thru the BLM when i got to oreana......then a couple of years ago....just quit.....kinda like forrest gump....until last summer......ran a bit{mmmmmmm....this feels good....}ran a little more.....hmmmm.....i take my critters for a walk{owyhee menagerie...owyhee parade in equestrian vagabond blog}...what about running w/them......YES!!!!...so much more fun than running alone!........o.k. here's a running adventure............................................................................................

decided not to do the usual{a couple of miles down bates creek rd and back}....turned towards the BLM land byy kieth's place.Went thru the gate...no problem...running along the trail......w/goat-dog in the lead..me...edna{donkey}on my heels.....hoot{mini-mule} following us w/henry{great pyrinnees} bringing up the rear....up,up,up...towards the trail by the fence line towards the"candleabra gate"...went open it.....well'attempted"to open it....it was so tight i figured if it was this hard to open...it might be impossible to close{didnt see the cheater stick...duhhhh}....so away we went down a different way....LOVE running w/the critters...love them...and i'm doing something w/them!!! yippee!~ the hills this way are pretty steep...up,down....up,down....there was a portion of the fence that was close to laying on the ground......hmmmmmm..coon hunters do this w/their mules...i'll try it...placed my sweatshirt over the fence....henry cralled over it...goat-dog went under it...edna and hoot would have nothing to do w/it....i relented...put my sweatshirt back on...continued...up,down,up,down....finally back to original gate......edna goes thru it.....but hoot???????...hahahahaahhhaahahahhahah-  glad she had a halter on so i could grab her and walk her thru the gate and continue the run home.....I LOVE RUNNING W/MY RUNNING CREW!!!!!!

jumping ahead.........................

kinda battle w/depression....last nite and this morning was bad.......at least i had a job....uncrumpled,unknot,,,straighten 10 zillion pieces of  flagging tape from previous endurance rides......so regina and steph could use them for the hallowed weenie rides.....i am NOT good at much....but i was gonna do a damn good at this!.....kinda reminded me of when i was in the hospital at 16 {had been a coma for 3 weeks} after i started stirring a bit....went to physical therapy and occupational therapy...which i HATED....but i had a great time listening to Christian radio handling every single one of those 10 zillion pieces of tape!....was feeling a little better but had to drag myself up to go ride my horse....ok the horses were up...gotta ride...get the halter....go out to the herd....ted stops eating and looks at me.....oh do i love him.....get up,brushed,boots on saddle ....O.K.!!!!!!!!!!!!!am on.......YAY!!!...i love this horse!.....we are off at a good pace...in  the washes...up the hills,on top...we are moving!!!!...the only word i could think of was...GLORY....am so thankful to God for my life here!

how a little horse rescued me.....

before i begin......want to say a few things....i am inspired to write this because of merri melde and her writings.....she is a writer i am not.....the little horse that i am talking about is the culmination of many things that God has blessed me w/here in oreana.....most importantly....all the AMAZING people that live here....carol brand,steph teeter,merri melde,conni holloway,leah osborne, and on and on{and thats not even counting all the wonderful people that i have met in the endurance world}.....back to the little horse....steph traded for him for endurance.net advertising....PLUS a good amount of money.....he came up from mandolin hill farms in texas....in the spring of 2010.....a little bay horse that new nothing about running out free w/a herd....{took him a month to cross the creek!}....tagged w/the nick name tex,he bonded quickly to merri's retired racing horse, stormy,.....meanwhile a couple of places down the road,linda...me....was so depressed i could barely  go out and feed..was .non functional.....some how my friend carol brand talked me into riding "krusty"....steph teeters 20 yr old ex endurance horse.....oh ok....i brush him...steph helps me get boots on his massive feet....then i start riding thi..wow this is fun ..this is really fun.......steph is on this cute little bay horse...what a cute butt...after a few days of riding...steph asks me..."do you want to ride tex??"...omg...DID I WANT TO RIDE HIM!!!!!!!!YES!!!!.....my double vision has kicked in...need a break